So today Miss Scarlett is a secret agent. And by being in the same room with her, I am honored with secret agent status as well.
I didn't know it, but bad guys are everywhere. We have locked up several already. One such bad guy reached his untimely demise in a most "tasteful" manner. He became a chicken and we ate him for dinner. (YUCK!)
I can only wonder (and am afraid to know) what Freud would have said about all this.
Tuesday, March 10, 2009
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